"The Wolf is Out!" (circa 1830s)
The Celebrated Song as Sung at the Concerts
by Mr. H. Russell & Mr. J. Morley
The Poetry by J. Arnold, Esq.
The Music Composed by T. Cooke.
New York: Atwill's Music Saloon, 201 Broadway
[Source: 176/151@Levy]
Arm Broth-ers arm! the Wolf the Wolf is out,
The Coun-tryís up and the Bow-men shout!
The Shep-herd leaves his flee-cy care,
The glo-rious sport of the day to share.
Night is fled and the morn is grey
Arm broth-ers arm to the chace a-way.
Arm broth-ers arm to the chace a-way
to the chace to the chace a-way a-way!
In yon-der thick-et close and dark
soft-ly tread and care-ful mark!
soft-ly tread and care-ful mark!
íTis there the Wolf is wont to prowl
and hark hark I hear hark!
hark I hear the sa-vage sa-vage howl!
Of-ten in the dead of night,
When to sleep our toils in-vite,
His hor-rid yell fond mo-thers hear
And clo-ser press their in-fants dear!
Hence to the field and the sa-vage soon
soon shall cease to bay the cloud-less Moon≠≠
No more no more to range to range our fields
for food or wel-ter in the traví-lerís blood
no more to range our fields for food or wel-ter
in the traví-lerís blood
no more to range our fields for food or wel-ter
in the traví-lerís blood
no more to range our fields for food or wel-ter
in the traví-lerís blood!
The traví-lerís blood.
The traví-lerís traví-lerís blood! † † †